Black Eagle’s Saint~ The Expelled Healer Masters Dark Magic from His Spare Magic Powers

"Russell, could you come here for a minute? I don't have enough hands."

Yeah, that's good.

Frederica's voice comes from the kitchen, and I raise my hips.

Madeira taught me a lot. Let's review before we forget.

Besides, I'm simply glad you can count on Frederica, who boasts her arms. Being in an environment where you can't use your powers for a long time may also have an impact.

Oh, I see. Is this the feeling of being relied on naturally?

Janet's been working hard for this feeling.

Twice at a time, it's still more than a decade. Wow... Janet's back is still a long way off for me.

When I entered the kitchen, I saw Frederica's back examining the bottle of condiments.

"I want Civila to take care of the kids, so will Russell cut your vegetables?

"Oh, no problem."

I cut off the unwanted part of the onion and put the kitchen knife in, as Frederica told me.

If my eyes hurt, it's healing magic. No, do you prefer healing magic? Well, if I don't know, should I try both?

"... eh?

Janet's puzzled voice comes from behind.

"Amy? Um..."

"Hmm? What's wrong?

"Russell... uh, kitchen..."

I remember Janet speaking to Amy while choosing a word.

"Ah, yeah. It's okay for Russell to stand in the kitchen."

When I hurt my finger when I was a kid, it was one of our big memories that Emily saw me hurt and she cried.

After all, my voice was huge, I really didn't stop crying at all, and I didn't see Gemma and Frederica that much trouble.

And there is no doubt that the emotions at that time remain the basis of Amy's current profession (job) called the Holy Knight.

By that time, it would be great for Emily for me to get hurt.

At the same time... getting me to stand in the kitchen was much bigger to Amy's growth.

I know it sounds stupid to me from the perspective of others... but it must be so important to Amy.

Well, I'm a little embarrassed by the fact that you take so much care of me...

Emily's change was still quite surprising to her best friend Janet.

"Well, well. Did Amy overcome Russell's injuries? I see, that Emily, I see... I see..."

"No, if you try to overcome it, it's not a big deal at all. I didn't do anything myself, did I? It's rather embarrassing to be so impressed.

……

"I'm having trouble shutting up there!?

Woe to the two of you who are close to each other, "Ululululu!" A spiritual goddess of the same age plays with the children with a pleasant voice.

"Amy believed in Russell. That's why it's okay."

"... did you believe me?"

Yes!

Sibila nodded happily in Janet's small reply, still hiding behind her, "Wow!" and agonized Amy.

Listening to that voice, he gave Frederica a kitchen board with cut vegetables.

What do you think?

"Yeah, that sounds good. Fufu, we're all very close ~"

Oh, yeah.

When I got separated from the party, it wasn't bad for me to hear the conversation between Amy and Janet, because I felt that my everyday routine was back.

I can't go back exactly the same way I did back then... but I still think this time is very precious.

"... me too..."

Listening to Frederica's happy nose, I didn't realize Janet was making a little noise.

Soup packed with meat and vegetables. Bring the large pot in charge of the cooking to the table.

"There are a lot of kids today, so I made too much. It's getting heavy, so I'm glad to have a boy."

I'll take care of this.

Well, Amy's stronger now than me.

But... I also understand Frederica's intention to be clumsy or soft at times like this, or not to let her stand on the kitchen side too much.

It's not a level to ruin if you hit me here...

Split the soup into bowls and line them up.

Civila deliberately put her legs together and took a unique pose to take the back of her hand to her cheeks.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa! Serve it to this clam, you bastard!

"That's a good one. Hey, hey, here we go."

"Really, a woman who just waits for a man to cook for her, she's in such a good mood!

This guy...!

But now I have a vessel and an egg, so naturally I can't hit you. I don't want to ruin Frederica's cooking.

Fuck, remember that later.

After distributing the vessels to everyone, sit in the chair.

There was Janet sitting next to me.

Janet stared at the soup... and then turned to me and said small.

"Can you come to my room later? I need to talk to you."